Cooper dressed like a cowboy for the first time ever on Friday night. He looked so stinking cute. He has a belt just like his Grandpa McCloys. He wore the buckle from the last time Otey won Palestine, IL. It is the littlest one we have. Notice the road rash on his forehead. He did a header on the concrete sidewalk earlier that day. All battle wounds are now gone.
I really like the picture of Cooper looking up at Otey. He must have had food or something Coop wanted, because that is the only reason Cooper would have slowed down enough to look up. These days he’s 100mph looking at the ground or whatever he’s after!
We spent all yesterday afternoon outside. The weather was BEAUTIFUL here. Cooper and I put together his wagon that he got before he was even born. It nearly required an engineering degree. We took a ride around the block and stopped to play with some other tricycle motors down the street. Cooper was so exhausted, he went to bed at 6:00pm and slept until 7:00am!